May 28, 1862: Heavy
skirmishing continues between the lines of the two armies near Corinth, with some
artillery dueling.
---Pres.
Lincoln, astute enough to see the exaggeration in McClellan’s claims over the battle
at Hanover Court House—and to have a better grasp of the strategic situation--sends
this message to the general:
Washington City, D.C.
Maj. Gen. McClellan May 28, 1862. 8.40 P.M.
I am very glad of Gen. F. J. Porter's victory. Still, if it was a total rout of the enemy, I am puzzled to know why the Richmond and Fredericksburg Railroad was not seized. Again, as you say you have all the Railroads but the Richmond and Fredericksburg, I am puzzled to see how, lacking that, you can have any, except the scrap from Richmond to West-Point. The scrap of the Virginia Central from Richmond to Hanover Junction, without more, is simply nothing.
That the whole force of the enemy is concentrating in Richmond, I think can not be certainly known to you or me. Saxton, at Harper's Ferry, informs us that a large force (supposed to be Jackson's and Ewells) forced his advance from Charlestown to-day. Gen. King telegraphs us from Fredericksburg that contrabands give certain information that fifteen thousand left Hanover Junction Monday morning to re-inforce Jackson. I am painfully impressed with the importance of the struggle before you; and I shall aid you all I can consistently with my view of due regard to all points.
A. LINCOLN
---William
C. Holton, serving in the U.S. Navy on board the USS Hartford, on the Mississippi River, records this incident at Baton
Rouge, as the flotilla is descending the river back to New Orleans:
Everything looked quiet,
and the dingey was sent ashore with Chief Engineer Kimball, manned by four
boys. On landing at the levee, they were attacked by a body of guerilla
cavalry, and immediately shoved off; but the guerillas poured a volley of slugs
and shot into the boat, wounding the Chief Engineer and two of the boys. They
then scampered off on horseback as fast as they could go, while our boat was
picked up by a gunboat which was anchored below us. We immediately opened our
battery on them, raking the streets and firing some twenty shots, when the men
were with difficulty compelled to cease firing. The excitement on board our
ship was intense, and each man desired to see the city in ashes. During the
afternoon, several Northern ladies came off for protection, and the Mayor of
the city, with those of secesh proclivities, had already skedaddled, leaving
the place nearly desolate.
---Charles
Wright Wills, an officer of the 8th Illinois Infantry, currently
serving with a headquarters staff, writes of the progress of the operations
against Corinth in his journal:
We moved up here this
morning under the hottest sun and over the dustiest roads, and I then helped
the major lay off the camp, and pitched our tents ourselves. Gracious, how hot
it was! I worked and sweated and blessed General Pope for ordering us forward
on such a day. I’ll wager we are the only field and staff that pitch and strike
our head quarter’s tents without the aid of the men. But I can’t bear the idea
of making men who are our equals at home do our work here. Soldiering in the
ranks spoils a man for acting officer “a-la-regular.” . . . There has been the
liveliest kind of cannonading along the whole lines to-day. Our whole army
advanced about a mile. I think that at almost any point on the line we can
throw shot into their works. Distances vary from one and one half miles to two
and a quarter or two and one-half. Many of the generals think that to-morrow
there will be a general fight. . . . Many think that Halleck has commenced a
regular siege. He has left a line of splendid defences to-day, and if he forms
new works on the position taken up to-day, we will know that we are in for a
long fight, a-la-Yorktown. . . .
---Four
companies of the 9th Illinois Cavalry skirmish with Rebel mounted
troops near Cache River Bridge in Arkansas, defeating the Rebels and capturing
some.
---Kate
Cumming, a nurse at the Confederate Army hospital in Corinth, writes in her
diary about the famous Rebel cavalry raider John Hunt Morgan, and the common
hero-worship and celebrity culture of the South in the 18th Century:
The
weather is oppressively warm, and I do not feel very well; but hearing that
John Morgan was to pass, I could not resist the temptation of seeing so great a
lion; for he is one of the greatest of the age. I was introduced to him by Mrs. Jarboe. . . . I
then stated that I hoped to hear much of him, and the good that he would do our
cause. He replied that he wished that he
might hear of himself twenty years hence. I answered that if prayer would save him, he
would be preserved, as I knew that many were offered up for him, along with
those for the rest of our brave defenders. He is extremely modest. I paid him one or two compliments—deserved
ones—and he blushed like a schoolgirl. He has a fine, expressive countenance; his eye
reminded me of a description of Burns by Walter Scott. . . . He told us about a
train of cars which he had captured in Tennessee, and that the ladies on the
train were as frightened as if he intended to eat them. He said, “You know that I would not do that.” He related a very amusing adventure he had had
lately at Corinth. He made a call on
General Buell in disguise. In the course
of conversation with General B., he informed him that John Morgan was in
Corinth. General B. answered that he
knew better; that he knew where he was; he was in Kentucky. Morgan has great command over his features;
can disguise himself, and go where he pleases without being discovered.
When
the train left, the men gave him three cheers. He looked abashed, and blushed again. Mrs. Thornton said that she had rather see him
than any of our great men.
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